A 400-word composition describing kapok.

"I quietly leave you, don't have the heart to reveal the plot. My tears flowed in my heart, and I learned to give up. Listening to the rain clearly audible, your breath like raindrops into my love. I really hope it will keep raining, let my thoughts continue and make love transparent. I believe I will see the beauty of the rainbow.

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It is raining. The dripping rain outside the window fiddled with my heart like a keyboard. A spring thunder pulled me back from my meditation. I ran back to my room, closed all the doors and windows and covered my ears. I don't want to hear such rain again-rain that makes me upset.

Spring thunder outside the window, the roar is stronger than the sound, as if warning: wake up! You can't go on like this Cheer up. No matter how good he is, he doesn't belong to you. Your meaningless efforts can only flow into the stream and the sea with raindrops, and there will be no result. "I was lying in bed, biting my horn and crying. Why? Is this the only way? I don't want to go. ...

The heavy rain has no intention of abating. I know I won't stop until I wake up! Never! I looked up and tried to make my tears flow back. Who can make my troubles disappear with thunder and rain? Turning my head, tears fell on the kapok beside the table. I looked at the withered kapok through tears and thought a lot.

I took this from school. When I passed the kapok tree, I was shocked by the colorful kapok trees. What a wonderful youth! Can there be such a gorgeous flower, even if it withers? While I was meditating, a blooming kapok fell from the tree and landed on the floor. I don't understand why kapok falls for no reason. Is it because she is not beautiful enough? No, then why did she ... I picked it up carefully and took it home. Now, only she is with me when I am depressed, and she never leaves me.

However, for a moment, I suddenly understood that kapok's self-sacrifice was not meaningless. In order to get enough nutrients for her sisters and the future of the kapok tree, she died, withered and turned into soil. The same is true of people, and we will always encounter this situation in the process of growing up. Go your own way, or let go firmly? It's time to take responsibility for your life. Reluctance is always there, just as good medicine is always bitter But as long as you bear it, your troubles will disappear. Looking at kapok, although I firmly chose to let go at the climax of my life, its beauty lives in people's hearts and stays in the beautiful spring. therefore ...

I dried my tears and went to the window. To my surprise, the rain outside the window quietly stopped. Not far away is a gorgeous rainbow. ...

Kapok blooms, records the growth process and leaves the mark of youth.

Occasionally passing by the road behind my alma mater, I accidentally caught a glimpse of kapok blooming like fire. Huge petals are dotted on the gray-black branches, which are very full and rich. In such a group of blooming kapok, only a few humble buds are hidden. Slightly bright red petals stand proudly on the tree. A lot of kapok has withered and fallen to the ground, forming a red carpet, but the beautiful petals are still proudly raised. Seeing this scene, my mouth rose, I pushed the glasses that slipped to the bridge of my nose with my hand, stepped on kapok petals and continued to walk to the end of the road. In fact, kapok in previous years is also very beautiful. It's just that kapok at that time didn't seem so mature now. As long as there is wind, kapok will fly with the wind. You can see a spectacular scene-kapok flying all over the sky. I often run after kapok, and it feels like flying with kapok, which is elegant and mythical. Sometimes I will stand under the kapok tree, watch the kapok blown down by the wind fall on my head, shoulders and palms, and then gently touch the kapok petals with my hands, so that I can feel a soft feeling and a comfortable feeling. Finally, carefully put the kapok petals in your hands and take them home like treasures. At that time, you can see a box specially designed for kapok filled with kapok petals. However, why is there such a but? On September, 2005 1, I threw all the kapok into the trash can, leaving no trace. This is a very ruthless practice. Looking at those kapok that once flourished lying in the trash can and dying, the feeling of heartache flooded into my heart. However, I didn't look back. Now, seeing kapok again, a kind of self-evident happiness arises spontaneously. A few years ago, the scenes unfolded in sequence. I'm glad I didn't look back, and I'm glad I was cruel. Now that you have decided to fly, don't take back your wings. Kapok is my first step. However, this kind of happiness is no longer practical, but empty, as if it would be taken away at any time. I put down the book in my hand, walked towards the kapok petals step by step, bent down, picked up a kapok flower that was still standing proudly, looked at it with new eyes, touched it with new feelings, clearly marked "growing youth" on the rich petals with slender fingers, and then held it carefully in my hand as in the past, feeling the sureness and truth. Kapok blossoms, records the growth process and expands the imprint of youth.

Kapok on campus

The two kapok trees on campus are tall and straight, with round and vigorous trunks and towering treetops. Like two soldiers guarding the campus.

In summer, two kapok trees grow luxuriantly and densely. A gust of wind blows, just like waves of green waves rippling gently. Some students are enjoying the cool under kapok, while others are enjoying the cool. Kapok, like a big green umbrella, silently shields the students from the sun. Autumn has come, and the leaves of kapok have changed from green to yellow. I don't know when many yellow butterflies appeared in the sky. They danced in the air and then slowly fell to the ground. Suddenly, the ground seemed to be covered with gold. Don't think it's real Huang Die and gold, it's just a bunch of lifeless leaves. Winter has come, and the leaves of kapok can't stand the test of winter, and they have all fallen out, leaving only some dead branches. Kapok at this time is like a listless old man.

Spring has come. After a severe winter, kapok finally blooms. The flowers of kapok are big and red. Some flowers stretch five petals, dignified and elegant; Some flowers, hugging tightly, are layered like a fluffy ball, which is luxurious in Yongzheng. The flowers of kapok are not set off by green leaves, so they have a unique taste to enjoy.

Two kapok trees on campus have been silently accompanying the campus for decades.

I hope it helps you!